Friends
F- Friends are precious gifts
R- Rare and hard to find
I- Invisible when life is good
E- Ever near when your sun doesn't shine
F- Friends are precious gifts
R- Rare and hard to find
I- Invisible when life is good
E- Ever near when your sun doesn't shine
Friends are everything you say in your Acrostic poem Brother John.
Flowers that we gather along life's highway,
are friends kept in memory's floral bouquet.
When you've a good friend you...
I want no flowers when I die
No one too mourn me
no one to cry.
I wish no sadness, at my demise
I understand how you feel Ann, it's what happens after everyone has left, those flowers are left to rot, I would rather give the money to charity.
God bless
What's the point of celebrating
When the ones you loved have gone?
It's only the beginning of another year,
Another year of struggling alone.
Strangely, this kinda relates to me, as many family members such as my uncles, grand-parents, and my father passed a few years ago around the holidays, and often times all you feel is grief...
Santa, do you know where heaven is?
Maybe your reindeer know the way.
For I have a special present
I need delivered on Christmas day.
Hi Eva I'm so sorry for your loss, I know how hard it is especially this time of year, it's 13 years since my dear wife Ann passed, although it still feels like it was only yesterday.
I...
I remember when I was small and cool,
I was always playing truant from school.
My mum used to say,
"You'll regret it one day
It's only now that I'm older I realise my school years were the best days of my life. If only I could turn back time.
It's only through mistakes we make
We learn where we went wrong.
It's only when we're far from home
We realize where we belong.
Hi HOSwrites,
I believe each day is a step nearer, on the road to fulfillment, and that each mistake is a lesson. They'll be many obstacles to overcome, and we may often ask where God is,...
It's not all about presents
Laying under the tree.
Trinkets made of gold
Mean nothing to me.
I really loved this poem. What I love about this poem is its simplicity of what a true gift from the heart is all about. It’s just like Jesus was the gift of love to all the world from God,...
When a loved one passes on,
Their spirit never dies.
And as we journey on alone,
They're always by our side.
Gentlemen (and ladies),
My heart goes out to you. I need help. I will be gone soon. My wife has had to endure my sufferings and deal with all that comes with my disease. Before marriage, I...
in Spiritual Poems about Nature
I count God's blessings
One by one.
The moon, the stars,
The rising sun.
So much truth in this poem. Liked the rhythm and rhyme. We have done so much harm to the environment because of our greed. Do not know what the future has in store for us.
Brush away old heartaches.
Learn from our mistakes.
Another year is finally over.
A new dawn awakes.
Hi Rosie, I'm so sorry that you feel so sad and broken. Having been there myself, I know how hard it can be. Hang on in there, sweetheart. Things can only get better, believe me. God Bless.